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Last night I dreamed that I was driving down the road and saw a man and woman walking. I recognized the man as a guy I knew from high school, and a charter member of the Pine Bower Badass Association (it was a club, not a gang).

I stopped and spoke and he told me he and his wife were in town for me to teach them reloading. I then got a call saying that two other guys had arrived at my work who also wanted to learn to reload and my boss was bringing them over. Suddenly we were all "transported" to my garage and I was amidst 20-30 people who wanted to learn how to reload, and I was trying to explain the process, but they were too rowdy to listen. Then I woke up.

And I don't know. You tell me. This whole dream, was it wishful thinking? Was I just fleeing reality like I know I'm liable to do? But me and Ed, we can be good too. And it seemed real. It seemed like us and it seemed like, well, our home.
If not Arizona, then a land not too far away. Where all parents are strong and wise and capable and all children are happy and beloved.
I don't know.
Maybe it was Utah.

And I don't know. You tell me. This whole dream, was it wishful thinking? Was I just fleeing reality like I know I'm liable to do? But me and Ed, we can be good too. And it seemed real. It seemed like us and it seemed like, well, our home.
If not Arizona, then a land not too far away. Where all parents are strong and wise and capable and all children are happy and beloved.
I don't know.
Maybe it was Utah.

And I don't know. You tell me. This whole dream, was it wishful thinking? Was I just fleeing reality like I know I'm liable to do? But me and Ed, we can be good too. And it seemed real. It seemed like us and it seemed like, well, our home.
If not Arizona, then a land not too far away. Where all parents are strong and wise and capable and all children are happy and beloved.
I don't know.
Maybe it was Utah.

Last night I dreamed that I was driving down the road and saw a man and woman walking. I recognized the man as a guy I knew from high school, and a charter member of the Pine Bower Badass Association (it was a club, not a gang).

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This represents a concern about the economy in general as this friend can't afford fuel for his vehicle to come see you so he has walked a long way to get this training.

I stopped and spoke and he told me he and his wife were in town for me to teach them reloading. I then got a call saying that two other guys had arrived at my work who also wanted to learn to reload and my boss was bringing them over.

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The training is a representation of your concern about a coming Civil War were the militia will have to arm themselves and provide their own ammo.

Suddenly we were all "transported" to my garage and I was amidst 20-30 people who wanted to learn how to reload, and I was trying to explain the process, but they were too rowdy to listen. Then I woke up.

Do you think this means I am worried about Obamacare?

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Pretty obvious that you were expecting to be able to teach a limited amount of people, but were instead hit with an oversized classroom. So public education is obviously on your mind as well. I don't see how you could think this has anything to do with Obamacare?

Prozac may be for you, or just increase the alcohol content till you don't remember your dreams...

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